Here’s another simple, effective conceit. Some nice material about being unemployed gives way to this alleged broom stealing, and the whole rest of the movie. Running into the art school places the Stooges in a parallel universe, and establishes them as semi-aliens. The results are felicitous. Good gags all over, in addition to another terrifying drag episode. The very extended, very excessive clay and plaster flinging climax is on par in proportion and effectiveness with L&H’s Battle of the Century. Wham! One of our daughters doesn’t like it when men go to excessive lengths to open doors for her. In related news, it is somehow gratifying when the ladies get theirs, like the men do.